Monthly Archives: May 2017

The Gypsy Queen, Sasquatch And A Home Inspection

Motor Man and I threw caution to the wind and made a trip to the Outer Banks over the holiday weekend. Although there were LOTS of folks on the beach, traffic was surprisingly not horrendous on our trip there or back home.

It was a most interesting day.  At one point, as we were driving along the beach, Motor Man spotted something tall up ahead and wondered what it could be.  A little later, we discovered what he’d seen.  Quite an unusual sight, indeed.

May I present, The Gypsy Queen:

We were told that The Gypsy Queen is a blending of two different boats, placed on a bus chassis.

Of course, we just had to have our picture taken with “the queen”.

As you can see, an impromptu painting party was taking place when we stopped. We met the owners, local residents, Mark and Kelly, and Motor Man took this picture of me with Mark.

Meanwhile, further up the beach, a fundraiser was taking place for the Carova Fire Department. One way to donate was to purchase a ride on the beach on the Monster Truck, Sasquatch. Motor Man and I thought that would be fun, so we paid our money and climbed aboard.

There were times, however, that we questioned our decision to ride.  “Doughnuts” in a Monster truck on the sand were more than a little scary. Warning: watching this video may cause vertigo! (And no, the police weren’t trying to make a traffic stop; the siren was an option on the megaphone being used to let everyone know about the fundraiser.)

 

But we were happy to contribute to a worthy cause.

We also saw 26 horses, including this beauty, checking out some new construction in the area.

What do you think, Buddy?  Does it pass muster?

A boat on wheels, a Monster truck on the beach, and a horse doing a home inspection……I don’t know that we’ve ever had that much excitement on a day trip to the beach.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews

Hello, efurryone.  Today’s mews brought to you by me: Gypsy.

We have a very funny picture to share with you today, but it needs a little “set up”.

Whenever a box is delivered to our shop, it’s my job to investigate said box. Well, yes, Motor Man opens it and takes out the contents, but still….I must inspect the empty box.

Earlier in the day that these photos were taken, our area had been under a tornado warning. So when Motor Man saw me in this box, he asked me if it were my “fallout shelter”.

Motor Mommy thought this was cute.

And then, she got THIS picture.  How embarrassing.

But, purrhaps I could star in a kitty toothpaste commercial?

~These Days Of Mine~

Remembering

This is a post I’ve been wanting to write for quite a while, and today, the start of the Memorial Day weekend, seems a good time.

You may recall seeing this photo here before.  That’s my grandmother with two of her six sons. Although she’s embracing both of them, the one she’s leaning toward is Bennie. He had been drafted, and I’m told that this was taken the day before he left to fight in WWII.  That worry, known only by a mother, is so evident on her face.

Thankfully, Uncle Bennie returned from the war (after being held at and escaping from a prison camp) and lived a long, happy life, passing away in 2005, at the age of 84.

But, what I’ve been wanting to post about are some family mementos from Uncle Bennie’s time in the Army.  My mom saved three postcards he sent to her and my dad during his days at boot camp. I recall seeing these as a young child, but never appreciated them until years later.

When I was very young, I asked my mom what this postcard meant:  why did the soldier lose his taste for potatoes once he joined the army? This one is postmarked January 9, 1943, and was mailed from Paris, Texas.

I think Mom had to explain this next postcard to me, too, since, at that time, I’d never heard feet referred to as “dogs”.  The postmark on this one is July 13, 1943, from Camp Maxey, Texas.

Although this next one is certainly a cute card, what makes it really special to me is not only the message on the back, but more importantly, how it is addressed.

My dad’s nickname was “Bow” (or “Bo”, or “Beau”), but I have no idea how he earned that nickname.  No one I ever asked knew the answer. But it’s remarkable to me that, in 1943, a postcard sent from Texas, addressed to “Bow” (no last name) with the town name misspelled (it’s Bacon’s Castle, not Baker’s Castle) made it to its destination.  And if you’re wondering, the “Donnie” he referred to in the message was my mom. I can’t quite make out the postmark date, but it appears to be November 13, 1943, and arrived in Bacon’s Castle on November 20.

Memorial Day was originally designated as a holiday to remember those who died while in service to their country. While being grateful for them, I’m also thankful that my family (especially my grandmother) didn’t have to know that sorrow.

~These Days Of Mine~

Blogging/Facebook Friends

Several of my Facebook friends are gals who also write blogs. And that’s really nice that we’ve connected in that way, since most of us don’t blog everyday.

But there’s one aspect of this that bothers me a little.  Whenever I post a picture on Facebook, I hesitate to include that photo in a blog post. Because I feel as though I’m forcing my blogging/Facebook friends to “sit through a rerun”.

Such is the case today. I shared the last photo in today’s post on Facebook earlier in the week.

Monday had been an overcast, dreary, drizzly day in our area. But the skies began to clear late in the day.  As my mom used to say: “The sun came out in time to set”.

However, there were still clouds.

I thought the photo above would be the extent of photo ops with the sunset. But, later, I glanced out the window and saw the most vivid pink sky I can recall.

This was the best picture I could get with our camera. (I still don’t understand all those camera buttons. I’m just an “auto setting” kinda girl.)

BUT, this one was taken with my trusty little Android phone. And it captures the colors in the sky perfectly.

And, of course, I had to immediately share it on Facebook.  Thus the reason some of you are sitting through a rerun today.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews – Selfie Edition

Happy Monday, efurryone! It’s Sundae, reporting today’s mews, and I have an exciting announcement.

I have been practicing selfies!  These were taken one evening last week when I had joined Motor Mommy in her recliner.  We sometimes have a little “snuggle time” there at the end of the day.

This was my first one, and as you can tell, I needed more practice. I cut off my ear! Obviously, that just won’t do. (Can you see Motor Mommy in the background?)

This was my next try. I decided to include Mommy in this one, too:

I was smiling in that one, but Mommy wasn’t, so I had to take one more.

There, that’s much better. I think I could get into this “selfie craze”.  Wonder if Mommy would buy me one of those selfie sticks…?

~These Days Of Mine~

Returning To The Scene

Our most recent trip to the Carova Beach area of the Outer Banks included a visit with our friends, Mike and Renee, from Ohio.  We met them a couple of years ago on the beach when she and I were both taking pictures of “our” wild horses.

Now whenever they are in the area, Motor Man and I drive down to meet them, and we all go in search of horses together.

We were certainly not disappointed on this particular day: we saw over 50 horses, and the majority of them were down at the water’s edge.

It was a really hot day, so beach umbrellas were in use….by both humans and equines, apparently.

Although we see horses by the water frequently in the summertime, seeing them in the surf is a bit more unusual and always a treat.

“I’ve still got some sand in my shoes on my back.”  This one had just finished rolling in the sand before wading in the water.

I shot this video of him enjoying the water and was really pleased once I uploaded it to the computer.  It’s about a minute and half long, but the very best part comes in the last few seconds. No music with this one, just the sound of the wind and the surf.

We couldn’t let the day end without a picture of the four of us with horses in the background.

And  thanks, Mike, for this one of Motor Man and me; you even got him to smile.

We’re already looking forward to your next visit when we can once again “return to the scene”.

~These Days Of Mine~

At Sunrise

Although she’s most welcome any time throughout the day,

sunrise just may be the most beautiful time to visit.

~These Days Of Mine~